A change in my status
being found in the last few years
has robbed me of my health
taking much part of my insight
as I had to be in one place
not throughout the year
that being a design I had to follow
being here for a few months
and there for another period
closing this part of the home
opening on the other side home
winding up this one in hurry
opening that one in equal precipitation
catching up that I left there
putting on hold that I have opened here
leads me to a confused state of mind
as I tend to forget what has transpired
whether it be here or there
I live like an extended piece of flesh
moving about with no destination
that be my life all these years
hope you pity my plight
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